Naveed Akram

Gold Star - 25,473 Points (15 December 1973 / London, England)

Naveed Akram Poems

1561. Slave 10/17/2009
1562. Crawl In And Out 10/18/2009
1563. Scourge 10/18/2009
1564. Good Men Learn 10/18/2009
1565. Clashing Swords 10/18/2009
1566. Death’s Anger 10/19/2009
1567. Airspace 10/19/2009
1568. A Side To The Soul 10/19/2009
1569. Love In A Way 10/19/2009
1570. Adventures 10/19/2009
1571. Beheading 10/19/2009
1572. In Search Of Purity 10/19/2009
1573. God And Man 10/20/2009
1574. Holy Men 10/20/2009
1575. A Big Ball 10/20/2009
1576. Flying Dove 10/20/2009
1577. Angels Cry, Humans Weep 10/20/2009
1578. Ongoing 10/21/2009
1579. Sighting 10/21/2009
1580. Love Singing 10/21/2009
1581. Opening 10/22/2009
1582. Flood Of Blood 10/22/2009
1583. Satanic News 10/22/2009
1584. This World 10/23/2009
1585. Jumping To Heaven 10/24/2009
1586. A Prophet’s Zeal 10/24/2009
1587. Thoughts 10/24/2009
1588. Sun And Moon 10/8/2009
1589. Understanding The Birds 10/8/2009
1590. In Hell 10/8/2009
1591. Of Flame 10/10/2009
1592. Wonderful Seeds 10/11/2009
1593. Star Above 10/12/2009
1594. Headstrong 10/12/2009
1595. Hell Here 10/12/2009
1596. Mighty Aeons 10/12/2009
1597. Felicity Of Danger 10/12/2009
1598. Fanciful Doctor 10/13/2009
1599. A Monster 10/25/2009
1600. Nomadic Tribes 10/25/2009

Comments about Naveed Akram

  • Kaitlyn McKenna (1/16/2008 7:00:00 PM)

    Naveed is a free human. Free to believe, Free to fight, Free to want, free to need.

    Way to go Naveed!

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Best Poem of Naveed Akram

For Every Storm

For every storm there is a room
And find the palace now,
From deserts are a tomb and gloom,
Where clothes must just allow.

The clothing kisses us on cheek,
When effort made us worse,
The cloth we wear is rather chic,
And worry is a curse.

The storm shall grow at all the speed
That problems make us mad,
You did not follow, or then bleed
As madness is your dad.

Read the full of For Every Storm

Creation

I am suited to innocence as much as whiteness,
And the dark skies witness behaved-ones.
Looking in my direction the sunly objects fit my eye,
Once ago I say.

Too much is known and forgiven of late,
Late work is made of love fortunately on a saying
That indicated the holiness of mine:
To see God and be a part of it.

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